Compared to many young girls, Liu Yanyan understood a great deal more. When handing over the water, she would thoughtfully unscrew the cap before passing it to him, and then crouch down beside him. With her pleasant voice, graceful figure, and above all, her sensible and gentle demeanor as an upperclassman—coupled with the fuller curves of her petite bottom and the flash of snowy skin at her waist as she squatted—she stirred an already restless heat in the young men's hearts.
"I'm feeling a bit hot-headed, and a bit dizzy too."
Not only the male students, but even a few instructors couldn't help stealing glances over. Being instructors, however, they would look for three or four seconds, glance away, and then look back again.
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